My best friend Silvia and I have been living together for 5 years since my parents divorced. We moved to a middle class neighborhood where she got a well-paying job as a corporate lawyer while I attended a local university trying to change careers. It was hard at first since I was pretty broke and we lived in a small apartment, but over time I just got closer and closer to her. I learned to help make ends meet, and she relaxed a little about my bad habits, and slowly, things began to heat up.
I had never had sexual feelings for Sylvia. She was just so buttoned up, and our friendship was so brother sisterly that it had never even crossed my mind. However as she climbed the ranks at her law firm I noticed that she started becoming more conscious about the way she looked. She even joined a gym where she would try to work out whenever she had time so she could stay in shape. She also wore a little more makeup and wore new outfits which she wouldn’t have dreamed of buying in our teenage days due to the costs. Now she wanted to look as professional as possible for her work, but there was also something increasingly sexual about her.
At 26 years old, my best friend was a very beautiful girl. She’s about as classy and as elegant as they come. Her shoulder length light brown hair has natural waves to it which adds a sense of modern style to her. She also has a stern face which suits her career in law, she just seems so powerful sometimes. Physically speaking, her 5‘4 frame makes her a pocket rocket, with pert breasts along with having a shapely rear end which she likes to jokingly blame on all the horse rides we took together when we were young..
She didn’t date much since we started living together. I never asked her about it and she never brought it up. But it was obvious that she was always too busy for someone else in her life. She constantly worked long hours as she was a very hard working and disciplined person. And when she did date, it was never more than a few months for whatever reason. I’ve always figured they weren’t good enough for her as she never seemed that enthused about any of them.
One day out of the blue, Silvia had announced that she would be going out on a date later that evening, which was unusual because it was a Monday. Usually she approaches dates like she does her work, where she plans it for the weekend and lets me know far in advance showing very little enthusiasm over it. But this time was different; it seemed like she didn’t know about it until the last minute and told me only when she arrived home. She seemed very excited over the whole thing, an excitement which I hadn’t seen in a very long time from her regarding other men.
“So how do I look?” she asked me with a huge smile on her face while modeling her outfit to me.
I wanted to tease her and tell her that she looked like she was going back to work because she wore what seemed to be her normal business attire of a professional two button jacket, matching color skirt, and thick panty hose. The only difference was she wore a little more makeup and jewelry. She looked classy as always.
“Great!” I told her. “No man would be able to resist you tonight.”
She smiled and gave me a hug; she loved those kinds of compliments. She sat by the window for a Salient and as her date pulled into the drive way. And when he did arrive, she immediately opened the door for him before he could ring the bell, which was a first for her.
Her date was also professionally dressed and seemed like a nice guy. ‘Finally, someone who would be a great match for Silvia,’ I thought. He did seem very nice when Silvia introduced us. He came across as a complete gentleman and it turned out they meet each other a few months ago at work, and only in the past few weeks had they been starting to have lunch and spend more time with each other on a regular basis.
“Don’t forget, dinner is in the fridge, and when I get back I’m going to check to make sure you finished all your vegetables,” Silvia said in her best friendly tone. “Oh, and by the way, don’t worry about me, we might be a little late tonight, but please leave this light on as well as the light outside so I don’t trip over anything, you know how clumsy I get.”
“I was planning on sleeping early tonight anyways, I have class tomorrow morning. Enjoy your date you two!” I said as I waved them off.
I was very happy for the both of them, and I was especially glad to see Silvia as happy as she was. Especially considering that I was considering moving out soon to attend graduate school to become a lawyer like she is. It would be nice to know that my best friend is with someone she’s happy with.
I planned on calling it a night and hitting the sack early not long after dinner. But it was just one of those nights where you’re sitting on the couch watching TV and one thing pops up after another and before you know it, you’re eyes are glued and you don’t want to get up.
It was almost midnight when I heard Silvia and her date pull up in the drive way. I thought that was surprising considering she normally comes home from a date around 10 or earlier, even on weekends, let alone a day before work. I turned off the TV and was getting ready to open the door and turn the lights off for her so we can both go to sleep. But oddly enough, I never heard the door open from the car, even a minute after they arrived. I figured they were still talking after a nice romantic night out and I decided to check on them through the front window.
I peeked through the blinds and I was stunned by what I just saw, or what I think I saw. Silvia’s date was lying back in his chair with his eyes closed, but she wasn’t in her seat. It looked like his hands were rubbing something in front of him but I couldn’t see what it was. Was this really what I thought it was?
I had to get a better look and I immediately ran up a flight to stairs to see them from Silvia’s bedroom window, which had a direct view of the drive way. My suspicion was correct; my best friend had her head buried in his lap and was performing oral sex on him. From my angle, I had a clear view from what was going on (thanks as well to the light from the front door). I could see her head bobbing on his crotch while he was holding her hair from falling over her face. When he pulled her hair back for a second time, I saw her more clearly. Her face looked nearly caved in from how hard she was sucking. And those same lips she uses to kiss me goodnight had formed a tight O shape around this guy’s erect penis.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. All my life I had seen my best friend as someone who was stern and proper in every way. She always scolded me whenever she heard me use the slightest curse word or do something she considered immoral. She always presented herself in the most elegant and professional light, and here she was sucking some guys cock in front our house like a common street whore.
Despite the fact that she was my best friend, I found myself becoming incredibly aroused. Just the taboo of what I was seeing amazed me. Seeing her in the middle of a blowjob was amazing. But that woman being my own best friend made the whole thing 10 times dirtier. My penis suddenly became harder now than it had been in a very long time.
I couldn’t control myself anymore, I pulled my penis out and started masturbating to my very own best friend sucking cock; watching her head bob up and down, seeing her face smooched together with a dick inside it.
I was stroking my hard penis watching this go on for a few more minutes before I saw his body tense and his head lean back. It was fairly obvious that he was about to cum. I expected Silvia to stop sucking and maybe jerk him off or something, but she didn’t. She kept on bobbing even as his body arched which obviously meant that she swallowed his cum. All of what I had just seen was more than enough to make me shoot a large load of my own cum into a tissue I grabbed near her bed. The orgasm I had was so intense that I felt as if I had just gotten laid.